Phoenix
- Marieke de Koker
- Jun 9, 2024
- 1 min read
Updated: Jul 27

I ripped out every part of myself
Spilled my guts on the floor
My beating heart staring at me
Stomach and uterus
Bones and blood
Do you think gore is ugly?
I am not afraid of my body
The parts of my marvelous machine
The miracle of complexity
In my dissociation
I begin my maintenance
My surgery
I rise like an eerie clay figure
Snapping its bones into place
And into motion
I rise like a phoenix from the ashes
Reborn
I look at my life with new eyes
Nothing looks the same
Nothing feels the same
Nothing will ever be the same again
My scars are my armor
I have grown, I have changed
I am new
© 2024 Marieke de Koker
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